Qianling looked at the sadness in her eyes with firmness and persistence, and opened her mouth slightly, but she couldn't say anything. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In a trance, it seems that such a picture can appear in front of me.

A green forest of ancient trees, where fragments of sunlight shimmer among the swaying foliage, and the chirping of birds in the ears disappears. Small white flowers everywhere are stained with crystal dew, swaying at their feet.

The small, tearful demon girl slumped under the ancient tree and sobbed low, pulling her tiny membranous wings.

The tall beast carried fresh fruit in its mouth, back and forth, back and forth, like a clumsy and persistent porter.

Gradually, the fruit was piled up into a hill.

The tall body spun back and forth in place a few times, and honestly lay down on the side.

The wide black membranous wings slowly unfolded, gently sheltering the little girl beside her.

The girl raised her face and looked at the tall beast beside her, her dark red eyes were shining with tears, and a soft and warm light gradually revealed in the frightened resistance.

When the sharp tail thorn is like a pitch-black lightning bolt breaking through the sky-

Hot blood gushed out in an instant, drenching the girl from head to toe.

It dyed the small white flowers of the land.

It came to an abrupt end.

An encounter, an encounter, was originally a rare fate. But sometimes, in some places, it's wrong, it's deadly, and it takes away more important things, including life.

The eyelashes droop lightly, and a few strands of light chestnut hair hang diagonally down the cheeks.

Qianling tilted her head and bit her lip gently.

If we hadn't met in the first place, we might have avoided grief and despair, and the outcome might have been very different.

Would the trollhorn regret it if he knew that his kindness would cost him his life?

Jing Li looked at the girl next to him and suddenly fell into silence, was slightly stunned, hesitated and patted her shoulder gently, revealing a smile:

"Oh, look at me, it's been so long. ”

Qianling raised her face to look at her, her eyes were dull and gloomy, and she shook her head slightly:

"The things of the past, even if they have passed, have existed in the past, and still have an inescapable impact on the present. It's like you're still feeling grateful and guilty about the Horned Demon, trying to dispel the world's misconceptions about the Horned Demon, aren't you?"

Jing Li was slightly stunned, but smiled lightly:

"Yes, I never forgot the past, it was a really happy and sad memory, and I am still trying to make amends. But I don't regret it at all, if I do it all over again, I will still choose to meet that gentle friend and harvest that precious friendship on that day, at that moment. ”

"There's nothing wrong with encountering, there's nothing wrong with fate, I don't want to deny the encounter because of the sadness of the result, but if I can protect it at that time and reverse that result, it would be better. ”

Jing Li smiled softly, his slender ponytail brushing behind him, and a few strands of hair brushing his shoulders.

Qianling looked at the clarity in her eyes and was slightly stunned.

is also a happy and sad thing that has passed, Jing Li faces it so calmly, but she has always been shrouded in the shadow of the past and can't get out.

In fact, I've been running away from it all along.

Whether it's the wings, the mirror, the Satsuki, or the Ginkaze Valley......

She never really thought it through, she never faced it.

Flying used to be a faith, but now it has lost its wings, and if it is still retained, it will only make the sad heart even heavier. There is no other way but to forget.

The time spent in the Bardrough Valley was the easiest and most burden-free part of her life. Now only by taking good care of Li Xiaoruo, protecting Li Xiaoguo, and living well with Li Jing and Li Xi in the demon clan territory at the bottom of this valley, can she be worthy of Li Sang and Jinhe's selfless acceptance and care for her at the beginning.

And for snow goggles......

Qianling raised her head and looked at the orange lantern hanging on the top of the rock in a daze, and her eyes gradually turned a little red.

It was the brightest and warmest golden sunshine in her life, symbolizing the best and brightest things in the world. In the darkest and most chaotic years of childhood, the blonde boy quietly descended, silently.

Like a golden seed buried in her heart, although it never sprouts and grows leaves, let alone blossoms and fruits, it always occupies the deepest part of her heart, unshakable and irreplaceable.

It's a seed that doesn't grow, but it doesn't die.

She held it carefully, secretly hiding it in the bottom of her heart.

Never dare to touch it easily.

Perhaps, after a long period of washing and washing, one day, this seed will disappear, as silently as it came.

As for Satsuki......

Slowly lowering her eyelashes, a wry smile gradually appeared on her lips.

He was no longer the small, cold-looking little boy beside her, but warm and lovely on the inside, and she could no longer see him the way she used to.

Now he is the king of the demon clan, and he can easily wipe out everything in this world with just a move of his fingers, and he doesn't even need to do it himself, and the supporters like Lan Feng will cleanly remove all the thorns for him.

He is no longer the person she can happily hold hands and go to the garden party together, pinch her face and rub her head without any scruples, and get along day and night as if she is dependent on each other.

For thousands of years, the Demon Clan and Ellen Isdai have fought and fought each other, and crises are imminent.

Although she lost her wings, she was still Ellens's man, and she knew that, and he should know it too.

Maybe it was because she had taken care of him for a while in Ellens, or maybe it was out of disdain and pity for a weak ant that she spared her life and allowed her to live in the demon clan territory under his nose......

She should be grateful to him.

As we walked forward, the orange lanterns above the top of the rock flickered and lit up the way.

Qianling looked at the series of orange-red flames in the distance in front of her in a daze.

Sometimes in her sleep, she would suddenly feel that all this might be fake, just a dream.

When I wake up from my dream,

Satsuki is still the little boy with silver hair and silver eyes, and she is still the little angel who depends on her. He was still wearing the apron of the cartoon doll, holding the bowl of poached eggs, standing quietly by the bed and looking at her, his long silver hair hanging down like a clear waterfall at his feet, crystal clear like ice and snow carving.

Once, it was he who caused her to be sentenced to death by Ellen Is, and she lost her most important wing;

Later, it was he who saved the slaughtered and encircled Yinfeng River Valley, and took in the homeless and outcast orc half-blood;

Now, it was he who sent the originally rare amount of milk from the Demon Clan's territory at the bottom of this valley, so that Xiao Ruo could grow up healthily.

She thought that she had already settled with him and did not owe each other, but now it seems that she owes more.

So she has been desperately looking for a job everywhere, helpless and wandering under the divine tree day by day, and she has to find Lan Feng, who is moody and once even wanted to kill her.

She doesn't want to owe anyone, especially Satsuki.

She understands that what she is doing now is so insignificant, a drop in the bucket, but she can pay back a little bit. She couldn't, and wouldn't dare to owe him more, any more.

Now that Li Xiaoruo has been weaned, and has begun to learn to walk crookedly, babbling and talking, and her life in this demon clan territory has gradually stabilized, it is time to take her back to the orc clan headquarters.

She had no intention of coming back after leaving this time.

Galandel is so big, even apart from Galandelle, there is a wider and vast world outside.

If she doesn't believe it, she won't find a place to stay.